Trust in herself became her greatest adversary.
Thoughts and emotions trickled like delusions
falling from the sky, echoing whispers of dismay
to her intuition.
Oh how she spent years gathering herself, her wisdom, her courage,
befriending a knowing that had softened her path all these years
only to recognize that even the known has shadows and darkness
that lurk in the mysteries of being.
Trust became a stranger in her own land, in the vessel she had nurtured
since in utero. The softening of her worth became hardened once again
and learning to trust herself in a new way had her calling to every angel in the heavens.
It is not a path to walk or a mountain to climb.
It is a birthright to be claimed at every corner of your life.
Filled with as much tribulation as it has joy,
trust will have you rebirthing yourself a million times over in an existence only you can define.